"The Village" -A Green Day Story., chapter 2

She takes the list out of the waist of her dress.
Driver: "Listen, ma'am. I'm just supposed to..."
He trails off. Adrienne looks very sad, but she holds the paper out to him in her hands. He sighs and takes it from her, and looks at it.
Driver (concerned): "Is someone hurt?"
Adrienne (near tears): "Please, sir, we must make haste."
Driver: "Well you...you live in there?"
Adrienne: I do, sir."
Walkie-talkie: "Breaker."
The driver picks up his radio and brings it to his face, about to check in.
Adrienne: "What is your name?"
Driver: "Kevin."
Adrienne: "Kevin. You have kindness in your voice. I did not expect that."
Kevin pauses a moment, but then he seems to come to a decision. It is the right one.
Kevin: "We have guard shacks every ten miles around the perimeter of the preserve. We keep medical supplies in there in case of animal bites or related injuries."
Adrienne is hopeful, almost stunned.
Adrienne: "You can find the things written on the paper?"
Kevin nods, but she does not see it. He may not yet have realized that she is blind.
Kevin: "You have to wait here."
Adrienne: "Please, sir. Please...take this as payment."
She holds out her father's pocket-watch to the young man. He kind of smiles, wary, and looks around.
Kevin: "Wait...wait you're not...you're not trickin' me are you?"
Adrienne: "I do not understand."
Kevin: "What's your name?"
Adrienne: "Adrienne. Adrienne Elizabeth Nesser."
Inside the guard shack, the man on the walkie-talkie sits reading a newspaper. It is full of horrible stories about murdered chldren, people dying in combat, and serial killers. There are bad stories on the radio, too. Kevin drives up. The man looks at Kevin as he comes in.
Man: "What's with the girl? I tried calling you back on the walkie, you didn't answer."
Kevin: "OH, it was just some teenagers. They were lost."
Man: "Can I give you some advice? Don't get into conversations. You start talkin', you start gettin' into how some estate is payin' all of us, and no one's allowed to go in there and disturb the animal sanctuary. People's interest gets piqued. It's a really easy gig, Kevin. Maintain and protect the border. A few years ago, it got out in the papers that some government guys had been paid off to keep plane routes from flying over this place. That was a very stresful time for me. Don't cause me any troubles. Do not get into conversations."
The man goes back to his newspaper. Kevin walks over to the side table and munches on some snacks, all the while putting the items on Adrienne's list in his pocket, including antibiotics. He walks to the door, then as an afterthought, he turns back to his boss.
Kevin: "Hey, Jay, where's the maintenance ladder? I n-need to fix a sign."
Jay: "It's in the back."
Adrienne makes her way back through the forest, using her stick as a guide. She is near the stream she was told to follow. The forest is quiet now. No creatures live here.
There is a beeping from Kevin's jeep. The door is open, and a ladder is propped on the side. The watch is hanging from his rearview mirror. He sits there, in the middle of the road, stunned.
The elders have gathered in the sick room, keeping vigil over his frail body. The villagers dash about outside, excited. A boy runs up to the door to deliver a message.
Boy: "Adrienne has returned with medicines from the towns. She was attacked by a creature and killed it."
He dashes off. Vivian begins to sob over her lost son.
Vivian: "Tre. Oh, God."
Edward: "We will find him. We will give him... a proper burial. We will tell the others... he was killed by the creatures. Your son has made our stories real. Tre has given us a chance to continue this place. If that is something... we still wish for."
One by one, the elders stand. Frank stands, too, and then Vivian. Their son's sacrifice will not be in vain.
Adrienne, cloak gone, makes her way inside, and hands the sack with medicines to August. She is led to Billie Joe, and takes his hand, crying.
Adrienne: "I'm back, Billie Joe."
She smiles.

The End.
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